Franz dropped what was left of the bag of rolanberries and walnuts, dipped in the chocolate, more in disbelief than anything else, as he stared as Verad made his leap. He really shouldn't have though. He knew perfectly well what an Elezen was capable of. Maybe it was just how graceful it had been.
What could only end with the older Duskwight man on top of two, young, Miqo'te females, seemed imminent. Three things occurred to him at this moment:
The rat? Happily munching on the heavenly treasure that had fallen before it. Unless a pudding could jump, it would have been treated to buffet of lovely snacks all for simply standing around.
What could only end with the older Duskwight man on top of two, young, Miqo'te females, seemed imminent. Three things occurred to him at this moment:
- The pudding is going to get scared. Are they even sentient enough to get scared?
- Poor Leanne, her timing was terrible.
- Only Natalie could have made such a perfect flow of sequences occur.
The rat? Happily munching on the heavenly treasure that had fallen before it. Unless a pudding could jump, it would have been treated to buffet of lovely snacks all for simply standing around.
